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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=382770" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Attic</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Climbing the stairs to the attic up above, <br>she stopped a moment to think.<br>What will I find in the rooms so cluttered? <br>Everything under the sink.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For no one had been curious enough<br>to see what they could find.<br>She'd been the one in her family<br>to never leave anything behind.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And so she entered the musty rooms<br>and slowly took everything in.<br>The boxes, the piles and clothes of old<br>that belonged to most of her kin.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She tried rummaging through pictures<br>of people she knew right away.<br>And still there were other faces<br>whose memories did not stay.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She came upon a picture of two, <br>two that she did not know.<br>Completely mesmerized with this picture, <br>something inside started to grow.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">An uneasiness within her heart<br>for the two looked just like she.<br>The world stood still for a minute<br>as she thought 'How can this be? '</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And so she searched some more that day<br>and found her baby photo.<br>It was attached to a newspaper clipping<br>that was printed long ago.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Baby survives. Mom and dad dead<br>in a terrible wreck.<br>No identity of the parents that died<br>Baby girl is just perfect.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In her mind she knew for sure<br>a mom and dad had found her, <br>raised her, loved her as one of their own, <br>Her eyes all tears and blur.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She knew it was supposed to be<br>that the attic would always hold<br>a special meaning for her to keep, <br>knowledge she kept secret like gold.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Edwina+Reizer">Edwina Reizer</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=382770" data-title="The Attic de Edwina Reizer" data-description="Climbing the stairs to the attic up above, she stopped a moment to think. What will I find in the rooms so cluttered? Everything under the sink. For no one had been curious enough to see what they could find. She'd been the one in her family to..."></div> </div> </div>
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